Neurological Saturday outing
Furthermore, his difficulty walking and holding a glass is in fact suggestive of a medical issue.
Trump, who turned 74 on Sunday, was the oldest person ever to assume the presidency, after an election in which he questioned the health of his opponent, Hillary Clinton, notably mockingly imitating her stumble at a 9/11 memorial ceremony in New York. Speculation about Trump’s health has duly dogged his time in office.
Parenthetically – how old is Biden? 77. He turns 78 in November. Trump was the oldest at 70 so Biden if elected will beat that by eight years. He should never have run. It pisses me off.
But back to Trump.
Such speculation continued on Saturday with regard to an unscheduled visit to hospital last November, which the White House said at the time was for Trump’s annual physical. No such results have yet been published.
So it wasn’t his annual physical, was it.
Observers focused on Trump’s familiar use of two hands to drink from a
bottle[glass] of water during his West Point visit.Bandy Lee, a Yale psychiatrist and editor of The Dangerous Case of Donald Trump, wrote on Twitter: “This is a persistent neurological sign that, combined with others, would be concerning enough to require a brain scan.”
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Of Trump’s walk down the ramp at West Point, Lee added: “The uneven gait is something I have remarked at least since his fall visit to Walter Reed, and a forward-leaning posture is associated with the difficulty holding a cup. Note that there has not been an annual report on his health this year.”
So the forward lean may be not an attempt to hide his gut but a symptom of brain problems.
Fabulous. What could go wrong?
Not just ‘brain problems’, but more brain problems, on top of the ones he’s used to inflict misery on everyone else his whole life.
More and more, he’s resembling an automaton; one which is wound up by someone just before he makes an appearance.
I’m a little worried about Biden too, he’s no spring chicken. And I hate to say it, but I hope he chooses a good running mate, because when he wins this November we should have a capable VP, just in case. Hope for the best, but prepare for the worst? Anyone is better than what we have now, but that’s not much consolation since there is so much room for improvement it’s not even funny.
twiliter, I’ve said it before, my Irish terrier would be a better president, and he could probably be bribed with just a milk bone. Still he hasn’t a single bit of malice (unless you’re a squirrel; he doesn’t even bother trans-otters), and that is a wonderful step up.
I’m not a little worried about him, I’m furious that he ran at all and that no one was able to stop him. It’s grotesque.
I think the Dems could have done much better than the career politician, staus quo guy. It really is disappointing to go from Obama (good) to Hillary (yay) to Biden (meh), especially when there were a couple really promising candidates who weren’t old white guys.
I think I’ll vote for Ikn’s pup. :)
He didn’t even run the last step, he did a strange little hop like somebody stepping off an escalator a few inches before they should and having to add a little momemtum to avoid the leading foot landing back on the moving part. What stood out to me, on top of the looking at his feet all the way, was that he was stepping forward on his left leg then only bringing the right level with the left, as though he can’t swing the right leg forward while descending a ramp.
He doesn’t walk anything like so falteringly on the flat, so while I can accept that he has problems raising his right arm above the shoulder, I think that the step-shuffle walk is more indicative of a fear of descending a slope, whether a smooth ramp or a staircase.
Trump has a long-running fear of stairs.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/newsbeat/article/38802648/donald-trump-is-scared-of-stairs—but-what-is-bathmophobia
AoS @ 6, yes, what Bandy Lee in the Guardian article called his uneven gate. It wasn’t tiny steps, it was tiny step with left foot then bring right foot up to left, repeat all the way down. Too weird to be a fear of stairs, I think.
I’m still a little leery about the neurological aspect (but to be fair I’m not a neurologist or particularly knowledgeable about neurology). He has no problems raising his arms when he’s fist-pumping and it appears to be no problem for him to both raise and rotate his arms when playing golf, and there are few activities that require free movement of the upper limbs as much as golf, particularly when hitting long shots, for which the club is brought frthroughdownward vertical, up and over the shoulder and on until it almost lies flat against the back. Then, it is brought back around the body at speed, connecting with the ball and followed through up and over the opposite shouler until it is again almost flat against the back. That’s a lot of shoulder rotation and arm lift, and at quite a velocity*. His balance is fine on the flat and he doesn’t seem to be unbalanced when playing golf shots which require rapid rotation of the upper-body, movements which rapidly transfer weight from one side to the other and so should highlight problems of balance.
I don’t know what’s behind his inability to raise a glass to his lips one-handed despite having apparently unimpaired use of his arms, shoulders and wrists on the golf course, or his faltering hesitancy on stairs and ramps when his balance elsewhere is fine, even when transferring balance from leg to leg while rapidly rotating his upper body, with all the weight transference thet entails. My guess would be that his problem is the same as the problem behind transgenderism – it’s psychological rather than physiological.
Interesting point.
A sudden thought occurred to me this morning. I’m an old crock myself and I have a shoulder that gives me a twinge JUST in this one particular movement…It happens so seldom that I forget about it in between times. This morning I was pouring chilled water into a glass and felt the twinge so used the left hand to help the right one out…and then remembered Trump. I guess it COULD be something like that? Except it was just a glass, not a largeish jug, and he was lifting it to his mouth, not pouring it. And I don’t do it while addressing the graduating class at West Point. And as you say, if he can swing a golf club…